Title: The Game
Author: Guyana Rose
Rating: M
Pairing: Santana Lopez & Rachel Berry
Word Count: 1,740
Summary: While playing a game of words, Rachel begins to fall for Santana. She drops little hints to try to get Santana to ask her out, but they don't work; so she decides to change the game. Girl!peen Santana. Pezberry Week, Day 1: Inappropriate Flirting & Day 2: Living Together.
A/N: umm - 7/16/12 - chapter 1
How in like the name of he'll is it possible for a girl to have a growing erection? Someone please explain that to me I must be confused. Are you trying to make Santana a hermaphrodite? or do you just not know female body part?
Not know the female body? That's just laughable. If you direct your attention to the author note above, it clearly states that this is a G!P story. Now, I'm going to assume that you are extremely new to the fandom, so here's what that means. G!P means girl!peen, which means that one of the female characters has a penis. Either instead of getting a period every month, they grow a penis or they are simply born with it. This is also known as were!peen or futanari (futa for short). I appreciate all feedback but honestly this made me laugh & left me a bit confused because I was unaware that there were still people in this lovely fandom that didn't know what that meant.
Anyhoo, for anyone else that may be like this anon and doesn't understand what G!P means, please see the above explanation. Thank you for your feedback anon.
Prompt: Pezberry Week, Day 1: Inappropriate Flirting & Day 2: Living Together.
Disclaimer: I own only the story itself. Glee belongs to R.I.B.

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Chapter 1 - A Game of Words

*Flashback*
"Hey Berry?"

"Hello Santana, how are you today?"

"Doing … better actually. My mom just gave me her blessing to go to New York."

"That's excellent Santana, congratulations."

"So I was thinking … wondering, are you going to be living in a dorm at Nyada?"

"No, actually my dads are getting me an apartment close to school; which I am very grateful for because I don't like the idea of having to share a bathroom with that many people."

"Cool; lucky you."

Santana shifts on her feet and worries her bottom lip.

"Yes I do count myself as lucky. My dads are also taking care of the rent and everything else because they want me focused. But I'll most likely get a part time job anyway."

Rachel paused to look at the girl and wondered why she looked so nervous.

"Are you okay Santana?"

"Yeah … yeah; I was just wondering if maybe you would want a roommate."

"Who would you be suggesting?"

"Me?"

"Really?" Rachel asked with a growing smile on her face.

"Yeah really; I want to be in the big city and all but … it would be nice to be around someone that I consider to be a friend."
*End Flashback*

It's been about nine months since the girls first moved in together. Their one bedroom apartment wasn't huge, but it was spacious enough. Their beds and dressers fit comfortably in the bedroom and the large walk-in closet held almost all of their clothes.

To Rachel's surprise, Santana ended up being the cleaner roommate; always playfully yelling at Rachel for leaving her clothes anywhere and everywhere around the apartment.

About three months after they had moved they started playing a game with each other. Rachel had been the one to initiate it. It was a simple wordplay game. They didn't have any rules; they just tried to one up each other at the most opportune moments. The last round had gone to Rachel.

It was near dinner time and the table was all set. Dinner was ready but Santana was still sitting on the couch talking on the phone with her mother. So Rachel leaned over the back of the couch and slid her cheek against Santana's before speaking loud enough to make sure Maribel Lopez heard her.

"Everything's all set Santana, you can come eat me now."

She walked away as Santana's body stiffened and she went quiet. On the other end of the phone Santana was met with a brief moment of silence.

"Mija, please tell me that's not why you don't have to pay rent?" Maribel asked.

Santana stuttered through her answer; quickly explaining that Rachel meant she wanted her to come eat dinner with her not what her mother was thinking. When she hung up the phone she went to sit with Rachel at the dining table and just stared at the brunette who was casually ignoring her by reading a magazine and chewing her sandwich. She knew it was just a game they were playing, but sometimes; she could swear Rachel was flirting with her.

A week later during a very hot evening when the a/c wasn't working Rachel lay on the couch while talking to Kurt. They were speaking about a part Rachel had gotten in the upcoming school musical. She was excited and speaking too fast so her words got jumbled and she started giggling about her tongue not working. Santana happened to be walking into the living room with a small tub of ice cream.

"That'll teach you to lick me so hard," she said loud enough to ensure Kurt would hear.

Rachel temporarily went deaf as she stared at her roommate. Her eyes were drawn to Santana's mouth as she slowly licked her spoon. Her eyes dropped further down Santana's body and followed a bead of sweat that disappeared in her belly button. Kurt started yelling her name when she wouldn't respond.

"I'm … sorry Kurt … um, what were you saying?"

"You just cost me fifty dollars!"

"What? How?"

"You could have at least told me you two were interested in starting romantic relations."

"What … no, she was just being her usual inappropriate self. We did body shots at a club last night; it's nothing like what you're thinking. We're friends and roommates Kurt, nothing else. And how exactly have I caused you to lose money?"

"Umm … nothing, never you mind about that. I have to go, call me next week," Kurt said and promptly hung up the phone.

When Rachel took the phone away from her ear and gave Santana a look, all the raven-haired girl could do was laugh.

And so they went, back and forth always coming back at each other just a little bit harder each time.

One day Santana's thoughts of Rachel seemingly flirting with her got the best of her. She was home alone and couldn't help her hands roaming over her body. When she had teased herself enough she freed her hardened sex from her shorts. She didn't hear the door open or close. Nor did she hear Rachel walking down the hallway.

The tiny brunette stood frozen. The bedroom door was only open a crack, but it was enough for her to see Santana pleasuring herself. She'd been throwing her roommate hints for weeks now; trying to let her know that she wanted to be more than friends. But Santana didn't seem to notice.

Rachel's eyes moved between Santana's face and the fist that was quickly pumping her length. Her breath caught in her throat when Santana came; moaning her name. She enjoyed the view for just a few moments longer then quickly made her way back to the front door. She reopened it then slammed it shut to make sure Santana would now know that she was home. She heard the other girl's footsteps move into the bathroom as she yelled a 'hello' from the living room.

Rachel waited another few weeks until the semester was over before she put her newest plan into action. The weekend after finals, which they had both done well on, she told Santana not to make any plans Friday night. When Friday came, she challenged her roommate to a drinking game.

"Rachel, you're crazy. Do you really think you can out drink me?"

"At the very least I can keep up with you Santana."

"With Tequila shots; have you ever even tasted Tequila?"

"As a matter of fact I have. Now are you going to play or are you going to chicken out?"

"Okay, but I'm not holding your hair back when the need to vomit arises."

Several shots later when both girls were thoroughly buzzed, Rachel suggested body shots; with a sort of twist. She told Santana to pick where on her body she wanted Rachel to lick the salt from. They went back and forth starting with Santana's shoulder, then Rachel's neck, Santana's chest, then Rachel's cleavage. Eventually Santana found herself lying on the couch with Rachel on top of her straddling her thighs.

"Where next?" Rachel asked quietly.

Santana licked her thumb and moistened a patch of skin right about the top of the shorts she was wearing. She had already given up the fight of trying to hide her hard-on from Rachel. She was currently at half-mast and Rachel didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all. She sprinkled the salt on her moistened skin then squeezed lime juice into her belly button.

Rachel held her shot glass in one hand and locked eyes with Santana. She used her free hand to unbutton and unzip Santana's shorts. She pulled her boy shorts down just a little to expose more skin and give her more room to move her tongue. She licked the salt, downed her shot, and then slurped the liquid out of Santana's belly button. She allowed her tongue to linger on Santana's heated skin as she moved the palm of her hand over the outline of Santana's growing erection. She took a small bit of skin between her teeth and felt herself get wet when Santana groaned. She moved up Santana's body and melded herself to the taller girl's frame. Santana shivered when she felt Rachel's warm breath against her ear.

"Anywhere else you want me to lick?"